1 Prologue

[Who am I?] "I am Bop"

[What am I?] "I'm a clone! I think?"

[Where am I?] "The HYPERTRAIN!"

[Why am I here?] "..." For the first time in his short 5 days of life, Bop could not answer a question he had given himself.

"Glorp glorp... Bop! what're ya Glorpin around for?! Get ta cleanin', ya useless skat" A weird green alien creature with four nose trunks started yelling at Bop.

"Faggot" [Right away sir!]

"What did ya say ta me?! GLORRPPP!"

"Shit! did I say that out loud? Sorry sir, my thinking and talking features seem to have malfunctioned. I meant to say, right away sir!"

"Arghh gLorp, whatever" The green elephant-pig alien walked away.

"Faggot" [I'll be sure to work harder, sir!] Bop said and thought as he bowed to the alien walking away.

"ArgHH Glorp, clone malfunctions everywhere" The supervisor murmured as he left.

Bop immediately set out to work... or not.

"Feeling rested raises productivity by 20%, yes yes. Rest it is!" Bop read out from the magazine rack next to him.

Bop went to an empty passenger seat and began to nap there.

"-p! Bop! BOP!" A meth-addict looking dude-alien wearing mailman clothes woke Jop from his beauty sleep.

"W-what?!... Larry?" Bop was happy to see his mail-man friend.

"Sup man!"

"Did my mail arrive?"

Larry handed Bop a letter.

Bop immediately snatched the letter and tore out its contents.

From Mr. Magnus.

Hello dear citizen Bop, as your local councilman and 487th seat I have read and pondered about the question you had given me, which was: "Why use clones in janitor work?"

After asking some of my fellow councilmembers we are sorry to inform you that we too do not know. Nor do we actually care.

Well, it's not that bad, right? At least you were born into this world with a noble cause of cleansing dirt within Hypertrains.

With that business done and sorted, I hope you have a wonderful life being an upstanding citizen of the Hyper Galactic Federation.

"Meh, I guess that's that" Bop put the letter into his pocket and proceeded to live a normal and healthy life. The En- "NOT!"

"Wtf!? You expect me to work here forever without knowing why?! Fuck the council! Come're I'm not afraid! Let's have thee!" Bop made boxing gestures towards a Hyper-CCTV heading his way.

"Sir, this is Hyper-CCTV Version 38, Number 227. Please calm down, or by Hyperion Law, I will be forced to put you down" The floating camera robotically said.

"Intruder alert!" The Hypertrain system warned in the background, but Bop and the CCTV were too busy arguing to hear the warning.

"I'm not afraid of some floating eye! Come're with your small girly hands"

The CCTV transformed its small hands into a laser gun.

"What you have done is a 3rd-degree offense under the Hyper Anti-Terrorist act, number 7. I will now be putting you down"

The CCTV pointed the gun at Bop, instantly turning him into a coward.

"A-ahm sorry. I'm sorry I was just joking hahaha, no need to be rash now" Bop sweated as he begged the CCTV, instantly realizing the small value a clone's life has.

"Oh, great Benevolent and Majestic CCTV Number 227! I implore thee-"

*Boom*

But as Bop was praising and begging the CCTV to let him go, the CCTV suddenly exploded.

"HA! Not so tough now are ya-" Bop kick the CCTV's remains feeling a sense of superiority when he felt a sudden pain to the back of his head as he fell into a deep slumber.

"Ohh... my head" Bop woke up feeling intense pain throughout his noggin only to see a white slender hand over his as his hand was forced over a fingerprint scanner.

"Who?!"

"Shhhhhh" A beautiful redhead signaled for him to shut-up.

Bop looked at the lady and noticed her beautiful eyes first... or not...

"Woah! Those are some knockers!" [Who are you?! And what did you do to Larry?]

"What?!" The lady felt Bop's lecherous eyes pointing towards her chest.

"Who are you?! And what did you do to Larry?" Bop felt embarrassed as he mixed his thoughts and speech again.

"Who?!"

"My friend! The mailman!"

"Oh..." The girl thought for a while.

"I ate him" She smiled seductively.

"W-WHA-WHAT!" Bop was scared out of his wits.

"Y-YOU CANNIBAL!"

*Pffttt!* "I was joking, he ran the moment he saw my gun" The girl joked as she started the engine.

"Zelda X8, cart number 06, Ejecting" The Hypertrain system voiced in the background.

The Hypertain Cart separated from the rest of the train as it made big clunking sounds. The boosters began to ignite and Whoosh. Liftoff! And the Cart instantly travelled to the other side of the galaxy.

... Was what the redheaded girl expected but instead, the cart anti-climactically floated away from the rest of the Hypertrain in a slow manner.

"No way! He wouldn't leave his buddy, his bro, his soul companion! And what did you do to my head?! It feels like I've been hit by a Hypertruck!" Bop complained at the obviously devastated woman next to him.

"You could thank your buddy for kicking you in the head before he left! He said you won't be needing it anyway! What were his exact words? Oh yeah "Stupid cunt making me go all the way out here! Almost died" " The girl released all of her pent-up anger at Bop.

"No... That traitor!" Bop felt betrayed at the best friend he only met twice since his birth 5 days ago.

"Where are you taking me?" Bop asked as he saw the empty expanse they were slowly floating towards.

"Taking you? I'm helping you out! Idiot"

"Helping me?"

"You're a clone right?"

"Yeah, so?"

"So am I. We have to escape towards freedom! Ya know" The girl enthusiastically said with an innocent smile.

"F-freedom?"

"Yeah OFF! To freedom!"

And so Bop and the pretty girl next to him began to set off towards the vast unknown.

Now Bop's unanswered questions kept growing and growing as he simply inwardly sighed and said:

"To freedom!..." Without knowing what freedom was exactly.